Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 128 Conflict!

After Lin Chuan simply had breakfast, he was ready to go to the Marshal's Mansion.

Although he hadn't slept all night, Lin Chuan was in good spirits at the moment. After all, he had just completed the outline of the army. If he followed his outline, Xing Tujun would definitely be reborn.

Thinking that Xing Tujun would become stronger and stronger through his own efforts, Lin Chuan couldn't help feeling excited.

Just like a young seedling growing into a strong tree under your own care, the feeling of success will make people fascinated.

Lin Chuan synthesized what he had seen and heard, as well as some things he knew in his previous life, and then compiled the outline of the army. Now as long as Lin Nuoyan agrees, Lin Chuan will start to carry out a thorough transformation of the Xingtu Army.

The iron hooves of the war horse made a clear sound on the bluestone slabs of the street, and under the protection of Thunderstorm and others, they slowly walked towards the Marshal's Mansion in the center of Mucheng.

Lin Chuan, as the commander of the Xing Tu Army, has a high position and authority, and with such a team of veteran guards exuding murderous aura, pedestrians naturally avoided in advance and did not dare to run into Lin Chuan.

When they were two streets away from the Marshal's Mansion, Lin Chuan and the others had just turned the corner when a group of gorgeously dressed cavalry rushed towards them, and they were about to collide with them.

"Herod—" Lin Chuan hurriedly reined in the horse, and in a hurry, the horse stood up and kicked twice in a row to stabilize his figure.

A group of people galloping on the street hurriedly reined in their horses, but they were caught off guard. After all, they were not well-trained soldiers, and some of them fell off their horses.

"Are you blind! How dare you offend my young master!" Lin Chuan and the others scolded before they could speak.

Several menacing servant-like people rolled up their sleeves and were about to come forward to argue, but when they took a few steps, they suddenly stopped.

Lin Chuan's subordinates are all veterans of many battles. They are fully armed when they go out. They are dressed in black and black armor, leaving only two eyes outside. When they see someone colliding, they think it is an assassin. The sword has been drawn out, and the whole body exudes a fierce murderous aura. , so that those servants dare not move forward.

They also saw that this group of Xingtu fighters was not easy to mess with. The cold murderous aura they exuded was enough to send chills down their backs. If they acted rashly, they would be beheaded.

Lin Chuan frowned, and turned to look at Thunderstorm: "When will horses be allowed to gallop on Mucheng Street?"

Thunderstorm spread his hands, expressing that he didn't know either.

On the opposite side fell down a young gentleman who looked like a scholar, with elegant clothes, sword eyebrows and star eyes, exuding an aristocratic atmosphere in his gestures and gestures.

But at this moment, the young master looked a little embarrassed, the crown on his head fell to the ground, his clothes were also stained with filth, and he was standing up with the support of several servants.

The young master was not as arrogant and rude as his servants, but politely stepped forward and apologized: "In Xiamu City, Zhao Feng just ran into Mr. Lin, please forgive me, Mr. Lin."

From the young man's gestures, it can be seen that he has received strict aristocratic training since he was a child. Although he apologized, he was calm and calm.

Zhao Feng?Lin Chuan searched his memory carefully, but he didn't remember that he had dealt with him.

"You know me?" Lin Chuan asked with a frown.

Zhao Feng gave a salute: "Master Lin is famous, and everyone in Mucheng knows everyone. I don't think there is anyone in Mucheng who is worthy of having so many brave warriors guarding him except Mr. Lin."

Zhao Feng complimented Lin Chuan and the guards behind him calmly. The guards who were furious just now felt relieved when they saw what the young man said. They suppressed their murderous aura. The atmosphere is no longer so tense.

As for Zhao Feng's compliment, Lin Chuan cursed inwardly, "Sly little fox, if Lin Nuoyan or Caton heard this, wouldn't it be sowing discord?I secretly became wary of Zhao Feng, this is not a good bird, I must send someone to investigate when I come down.

Although he knew that Zhao Feng had bad intentions, Lin Chuan pretended not to understand: "Don't dare to be so, please ask Mr. Zhao to slow down while riding in the wooden city. It would be bad if he bumped into pedestrians."

Zhao Feng bowed slightly: "Master Lin taught that Zhao Feng must pay attention in the future."

This was just a small episode, Zhao Feng politely moved out of the way, Lin Chuan squeezed his horse's belly, and left first.

"My lord, why are you so polite to such a vulgar martial artist? You must know that even Lin Nuoyan is respectful to our Zhao family..." Seeing Lin Chuan and the others leave, some family members muttered dissatisfied.

Looking at the back of Lin Chuan and the others leaving, Zhao Feng's smiling face sank immediately, his eyes rolled, and he didn't know what to think.

Zhao Feng turned his head and said in a serious tone: "All of you restrain me a bit in the future, if you spoil the family's good deeds, don't blame me for being cruel!"

The servants around knew that his son was not joking, and they all agreed in unison.

A playful smile appeared on Zhao Feng's face, "When my Zhao family rises up, what are you, Lin Chuan..."

"Let's go to the Marshal's Mansion." Zhao Feng flicked his sleeves, got on his horse, and headed towards the Marshal's Mansion.

Lin Chuan was already wary of Zhao Feng, who seemed to have a smile on his face but had a bad stomach.

Riding on the horse, Lin Chuan ordered to Thunderstorm: "Go down and find out who this Zhao Feng is."

Lin Chuan has been fighting abroad for a long time, and he doesn't know much about Mucheng, but through contact with Zhao Feng today, he found that there are still many things he doesn't know. Lin Chuan already has the idea of ​​​​establishing an intelligence agency in his heart. It is also for the good of Xing Tujun.

The dynasty has an intelligence agency with dark halls, and spies spread across 56 provinces across the country. There are also many in the Hanhai Empire in the east and the Mercenary Empire in the south. Even if there is a disturbance tens of thousands of miles away, the emperor in Wangjing will know clearly Xing Tujun is still lacking in this respect.

Now that Xing Tujun has just gained a firm foothold, all kinds of things are complicated, Lin Chuan sighed, as a leader, it is really not that easy.

"Lin Chuan, let's go together." On the way to the Marshal's Mansion, Lin Chuan saw Xia Ge, and Xia Ge greeted him from a distance.

The Mucheng meeting is not only a summary of the defeat of the previous stage of the war, but also a plan for the next stage, the most important thing is to pass the army outline.

So even Xia Ge, who was far away in the Sanggan River, was called back by Lin Nuoyan.

"How is Sangganhe?" Lin Chuan hadn't read the battle report for a few days, and he asked with concern alongside Xia Ge.

"The dynasty army has no backbone now. Although they are bouncing around every day, I haven't put them in my eyes. We killed hundreds of dynasty soldiers a few days ago."

From Xia Ge's tone, Lin Chuan already knew that Sangganhe was no longer worried, but he still reminded: "Don't take it lightly, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the dynasty's army—"

Xia Ge laughed: "Brother, I know all this, and I dare not be careless. If the Chao Dynasty army is allowed to cross the river, the commander-in-chief will have to pick me up, haha."

The two walked towards the Marshal's Mansion talking and laughing.

(End of this chapter)